How’s That Sleeping at Night Thing Going for Ya?

Surprisingly enough my pregnancy has not been the major issue to my lack of sleep lately. Sure, I have had nights where I could not get comfortable, as I have had throughout this pregnancy. And yes, EXHAUSTION seems to be one of my major symptons this time around. But, really, so far it is not the pregnancy (unlike last time) that is keeping me from getting a good night’s sleep.

I’ve had bizarre dreams, a sick son staying up coughing, sinitus and my own phlem attacking me, a sick husband snoring and coughing, and recently, a bout of our son coming in at all hours of the night to sleep in our bed for a bit (we are not into the co-sleep thing, but occasionally its okay for him to come into our bed—we just try to move him back into his bed when we are not too exhausted). Oh, and I tend to not go to bed early. I try to. Honestly. But most nights, by the time I do all the things need to be done and then unwind, it is WAY after 11 p.m. So yeah, it’s partly my own fault. (Oh, and like this is going to get any better with a newborn!)

Last night was the more bizarre late night/early morning interruption—I heard our cat Gabrielle meowing like crazy outside our bedroom door. Often she likes to “stand guard” on our landing between the three bedrooms (Michael’s at the far end; Willow’s nursery is in the middle; and our bedroom at the end of the hall). It was around 5 a.m. -- I know because I had just gotten up for my nightly 27 ba-jillion bathroom run. I was snuggling back in the warm bed when I heard her MEOWING like crazy. So, without my glasses, I went out to see what was up. I think she horked up a hairball and wanted it cleaned up--it was too dark yet to really see. I took a tissue, it was a lump of mass (not gooey, but hard) and I flushed it down the toilet. Only now, as I write this…I wonder—was it a hairball or cat hork? Or was it a mouse or some other type of thing….who knows?!?